Amnesia

I try to remember
Me on a bridge,
There in that town.
A valley I used to love.
Now -
I'm watching from above.

I try to remember
Me on this bridge.
Here in this town.
Where I used to be in love.
Now -
I'm still standing, watching from above.

Birds, oh, come and talk to me,
Spread your wings and fly!
Show me how to stand up here!
I could leave and fly is all I fear.

Birds, oh, come and fly for me!
No tears left for a bitter sweet cry.
Don't fall from roofs, like from that house!
Please, let this poems all tired people rouse!


* I shouldn't forget my 01.06.2012.